Page 121 of Foreplay on Words

Chase bobbed her head a few times before she pulled back, placing a kiss on the tip of my cock before she stood up, sliding her arms over my shoulders. “I’ve missed this. Just touching your skin and focusing on you instead of character arcs and plot holes.”

I knew if she were in my position, she would have made a crass joke about holes, but her soft, warm skin made it hard to think about anything but being inside her. My hands traced up her back and played with the ends of her hair as I kissed her again. The pleasure of holding her against me and sliding my tongue into her mouth would never get old.

The more time we spent together, the more my passion toward Chase grew. I knew it was too soon, but I meant what I’d said to Adrian. I fully intended to marry Chase someday if she’d have me.

“Should we get into the tub?” I whispered my question against her cheek as we both tried to catch our breath.

Her eager nod was all the confirmation I needed as I leaned down to check the water. It was nice and warm, a thin layer of bubbles skimming the surface. She held my hand as she climbed into the tub, and I slipped in behind her. Pulling her against me, I placed sensual open-mouthed kisses along the skin below her ear and along her jaw. I could feel her heart hammering beneath her skin as I cupped her full breasts in my palms.

“Mmm. That feels good,” she hummed as my lips explored as much skin as I could reach.

“Just lie back and relax, baby. Let me do all the work.” My hand traveled down the smooth skin of her abdomen, her breath faltering as it dipped lower, my fingers sliding against her clit.

“Oh God, yes,” she sighed as I began a slow slippery tour of her hot sex with the tips of my fingers.

“You’re so sexy,” I murmured in her ear as she arched against me, pushing her head back into my shoulder and rubbing herself against my erection. My cock was throbbing as she writhed against me, moaning softly. “Love feeling how wet you get for me. How greedy you are for my touch. When you moan like that, I want to fuck you harder, so you moan even louder.”

“It feels so good.” Chase was gripping my thighs under the water as her hips undulated with the movements of my hand. “Fuck. I dreamt about riding you in this tub last night. When I woke up, I was disappointed it wasn’t real.”

“We can make it real, baby. Do you feel how hard I am against you?” The skin on her shoulder erupted in goosebumps at my words as I slipped two fingers inside her. “You like that, baby? When I tell you how much you turn me on?”

“Mmmm.” Her hips surged into the motion of my fingers. “I like hearing your voice in my ear.”

“That’s it, ride my fingers.” I wanted to be inside her, but waiting meant I could use my cock to make her fall apart all over again. “Be a good girl and show me how you like it.”

“Oh God,” she whimpered as she began to shake in my lap.

“I wanna fuck you so bad.” My cock was pressed tightly against her back, hard as a rock. “Feel you quiver around me as your moans fill this bathroom. Flood the floors because you ride my cock so hard we make a mess.”

A chorus of yesses echoed against the tile as she clenched my fingers, coming apart in my arms.

After the pulses subsided, she raised onto her knees, grabbed my cock, and sank onto me. Fire raced through my veins as she started to rock in my lap, my hips bucking into her fluid movements.

“Ride that dick, baby. Fuck me like you want to. Use me to make yourself come again.”

“Fuck, you’re so hard,” she moaned, her fingers tightly gripping the sides of the tub as the water sloshed with the rhythm of our movements.

The bubbles on the surface concealed half her body from me, but I was mesmerized by the sway of her hair in front of me. She was so unbelievably beautiful. I was still in shock sometimes that she was mine.

A few months ago, I never would have imagined that Chase was what was in store for my future. Had we not met the way we did, I wouldn’t have had the courage to talk to her.

“I’m so close,” she panted as her head fell backward, the damp ends of her hair sticking to my chest.

“Just let go, baby. Come on me,” I groaned as I pulled her tightly against my chest. One hand slid into the water, pressing against where we were joined, while the other firmly grasped one breast in my palm.

Chase used the friction of my dick to push herself closer and closer to release, rapidly flexing her hips. I tried to push mine up to meet her in the confined space, but she didn’t need my help to get off.

Her movements faltered as her head fell to my shoulder, and she cried out with her release.

Groaning into her hair as I came right after her, I fought to slow my breathing.

After a few moments, she sighed as she adjusted her legs to stretch out and settle back into my chest.

“Feel better now?” I asked quietly in her ear.

“Much. I needed that. I’ve been a little on edge trying to ignore you and was starting to feel guilty.” She had been ignoring me, but coming from the perspective of someone who did the same thing when he was in the zone, it didn’t bother me.

“Maybe if you would’ve let me relax you a few days ago, you wouldn’t have gotten so tense.” I knew her guilt would flare as I teased her, but I’d been trying to get her to take a break for days now.

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